I used to walk down to the docks in spring And drink tallboys on the rocks by the water, Under the watchful eye of Dayglo cranes That spread like floods from corner to corner And wave goodnight to me. So when it all fell down, I should've been prepared. They spent the last five years yelling, "Come on! Come on! Come on! Get out of here! I wish it didn't hurt. I wish I didn't care. They spent the last five years yelling, "Come on! Come on! Come on! Get out of here! Yeah, ignorance is bliss until the day The things you ignored all come into focus And those "conveniences" leave cavities That can't get filled 'cause you didn't notice. Wave goodnight to me. Wave goodnight to the sleepless city too tired to fight. They're pushing you out in the name of progress And selling your memories to the tourists.